Chapter 2416: 2417

"Hiss!"

The Mahayana old man wearing a Hosta showed a trace of pain on his face, and immediately retracted his giant palm into a normal palm.

See the old man's right palm suddenly gush out a lot of blood, blood flow is more than, in the palm there is a hollow wound, it is Shen Lang hurt!

"This No way

Seeing that he had not made any contribution, but was injured by the other side, the old man couldn't believe his eyes.

How can a friar who is just fit have such powerful strength?

Seeing that Shen Lang could really hurt the friars in the Mahayana period, several CHILDES and ladies of the Kyushu imperial clan were really surprised. They could not think of any words to describe Shen Lang.

"Ha ha ha, the Mahayana monk of guimingzong, I don't think so!"

Shen Lang roared with laughter, and the nine swords of heaven star whirled around him, like a rainbow halo.

Hearing the harsh laughter, the old man became angry and angry.

"To die!"

Another old man with white hair was angry and was about to take action.

Shen Lang said sarcastically: "the two elders are really good at fighting against me, a little fit friar, with two against one? I'm not afraid to laugh other people's big teeth when it comes out? "

It's just to excite the old man.

Shen Lang also has self-knowledge. With his strength, he may be able to fight against a monk in the early days of Mahayana, but at most he will fight against a monk in the early days of Mahayana. If he meets them, he will definitely die.

If you can defeat a Mahayana friar first, and then face another Mahayana friar, even if you are defeated, you will have a good chance to escape.

"Step back, elder martial brother, and let me kill the Yellow haired child myself!"

The old man of Hosta stopped in front of the old man with white hair. His anger had expanded to the extreme. His face twisted and said, "yellow haired child, if you don't tear you to pieces today, I don't deserve to be the ancestor of this ghost singing sect!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old man pushed out his palms with a sullen face. Two black pillars of fire came out of his palms and struck the waves with lightning and thunder.

"Hiss!"

Shen Lang's hair was cold all over him, and the black flame was very terrible. I'm afraid I can't resist it if I rely on other magical powers.

At this stage, facing the Mahayana monks, Shen Lang has only one kind of magic power of Jiuyou sword formation that can be on the table. It may be better to be a golden eye stone ape, but there are huge risks.

He won't do it until he has to.

"Jiuyou sword formation, block it for me!"

With a violent drink, the sky star nine swords around Shen Lang broke the original space, forming a round sword shadow space, which was used by Shen Lang as a shield and blocked in front of him.

"Boom boom!"

The terrible black pillar of fire bombarded the sword shadow space, making a violent roar one after another, and the space was blasted out.

Seeing that Shen Lang's strange magic power could resist his own ghost fire, the old man of Hosta was shocked First, and then his face was extremely ferocious: "I want to see how long you can last!"

As a Mahayana monk, the old man of Hosta can naturally see that Shen Lang's magic power has a powerful power to change the space, and even has some mysterious shadows. It's incredible!

The old man of Hosta can't believe that it's really Xuanyu, but such a powerful magic power must be supported by a huge spiritual power! He decided that the boy would not last long.

Shen Lang tried his best to hold up the sword shadow space and constantly resist the attack of the pillar of fire. Occasionally, a few black flames splashed on him, all of which were resisted by the Hunyuan hood condensed in front of him.

After half a minute's stalemate, the old man's face began to darken. He thought it was a strange thing. According to reason, a friar in the fit period could not have such great spiritual power.

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He didn't see that the waves had absorbed the Yin power in the air. How could this boy survive up to now?

Niu Feng fu'er and others were stunned. It's hard to imagine how Shen Lang did it.

The God's face on Shi Kun's back was very gloomy. The more powerful Shen Lang was, the more jealous he was. He wanted these two monks in Mahayana to kill Shen Lang!

The black robed old man beside him was shocked. He was waiting for the best time to make a shot. Once Shen Lang's life is threatened, he will certainly give a helping hand to make this boy feel grateful. At that time, the ghosts will have a good relationship with him.

Before that, the old man in black robe still wanted to see Shen Lang's strength. The disciple who taught him was really against heaven!

"Boom boom!"

The sound of the explosion is still going on, and the sword shadow space is still as firm as a rock, which continues to resist the Tianyin ghost fire released by the old man of Hosta.

Shen Lang can hold on, but his face is also a little ugly.

Although the physical strength of the five elements has brought him a steady stream of spiritual power, his cultivation is only in the early stage of his fitness. The amount of spiritual power recovered by the five elements is slightly less than the amount of spiritual power consumed to maintain the operation of the Jiuyou sword array.

The Jiuyou sword array is powerful and consumes terrible spiritual power. Shen Lang can only extract nine colors of divine light from time to time and transform it into spiritual power to supplement consumption."Master, it seems that your magical power is not enough. Why don't you try a stronger one?" Shen Lang sneered.

The old man's face was livid. After so long, the boy not only had nothing to do, but also easily made fun of himself, which made him extremely embarrassed.

"Blood shadow needle!"

The old jade hairpin drank violently and sacrificed his own magic weapon.

All of a sudden, 108 long red needles were floating in front of him. Each needle was about half a meter long. There was a strange blood flame on the tip of the needle, which contained terrible power. The space was burned out.

The old man didn't want to use his own magic weapon. To deal with just a fit monk, you have to use the magic weapon of your own life, which will make you look incompetent.

But this boy's strength is too weird. In order to make a quick decision, the old man can only attack with all his strength!

The old man of Hosta injected a lot of spiritual power into the 108 blood colored needles, and the 108 long needles turned into dense blood colored silk threads in an instant, crushing the space, and even spreading the shocking blood colored poisonous fire in the crushed space.

"Kill

With the old man's violent drinking, the blood colored silk thread woven into a large net and shot at Shen Lang.

"Jiuyou sword formation!"

Shen Lang was shocked in his heart and tried his best to urge Tianxing Jiujian to attack.

"Boom!"

The shadow space formed by Tianxing nine swords collides with the blood colored net, and the sound of shock is loud all over the sky.

Hit by the sword shadow space, the bloody net collapses.

When Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly changed!

Although the bloody net disintegrated, it was transformed into 108 long bloody needles again. Countless blood needles flew out of the sword shadow space, straight to the waves.

"No!"

Shen Lang's hair was cold all over his body. He had no time to take back the Jiuyou sword array, so he had to turn over his hand and sacrifice the Hunyuan gold sword.

"Aurora even cut!"

With a roar, the Hunyuan sword in Shen Lang's hand turned into a phantom, and he waved it madly forward. Almost at the same time, he chopped 30 swords in succession!

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